Imagine ftm reader x Price where Price just gentle doms reader all the time without them even noticing. Like it’s so subtle the way he says things or does things. Reader just thinks this is how a captains normally treat regular soldiers •\\\•
Anon you are in my fucking heaaaad. Don't you know I think about this all the time???? (50 follower celebration post btw) also as I was writing I realized that the ftm! part didnt really come through much?? I promise reader is ftm tho. I had so many ideas for this so I might actually so it again 😖
It starts subtle. Price, guiding you through the halls with a hand resting on your back or ghosting over nape of your neck. Price, making sure you eat balanced meals, sliding over a yogurt or fruit cup or whatever it is you're missing. Price, making sure you go to bed on time, scolding you when he finds you in the gym anywhere past 9pm. "Good soldiers need their rest," he tells you, helping you clean up the gym and sending you off to your room.
Then it gets more obvious. A hand on your thigh when you're in the transport van. A hand on your hip when he pins you to the mat during sparring. Calling you into his office to make sure you've eaten and showered and did all your chores. Pulling you around by the strap on your vest. "Be a good boy and do as you're told, yeah?" he says to you when you complain about him getting too involved in the mundane things in your life.
Then it's clear. A hand shoved down your pants during meetings. During transport he'll have you kneel between his legs, face pressed against his cock and balls but you're not allowed to lick, only smell. A collar, a hardness, hidden beneath your clothes. "Good dog," he praises.
Then he gets bolder, not even caring that his own men are there. He fucks you after a meeting, on the table in the conference room. Or on couch in the common room. He drags you up by the collar, pushing his cum deep into you. "Take it all like the good mutt I know you are, gonna make a baby for me, yeah?" While his men watch, jerking off to the sight of you being bred.


















